Prt 2

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  "Welcome," a girl with a white dress said, Oliver's eyes widen and surprised to see her to be pale and half-opaque, "w-where am I" he stuttered, he looked around his surrounding and saw old beige walls, a cupboard full of books and a bed next to the window that have an old and patched up curtains, and the floor was covered with grey carpets.

"Where am I?" Oliver asked, the translucent girl floats naxy to him and said "This is where you live, but if you to request a bigger room I am not on that department."

The room seems quiet old and there seems to be traces of people who used to lived here, such as random drawings pasted on the wall, boxes left to collect dust lying at the vorner of the room and a broken radio on the side of the dusty bed. "Is this a rent room?" Asked Oliver once more, the girl chuckled and said "You get what you deserve based on the good or bad things you did before you passed away." Oliver's eyes widen and said "Does that mean I'm a bad person?" The girl shook her head and sighed "No silly, bad people will be sent to the Underland."

  Oliver gave a sigh of relief and sat on the bed, "That's a relief." Suddenly the floating girl sneezed and began to look around the room, "This room really needs to be cleaned," She raised her arm and a scythe appeared out of nowhere, she then stomp it on the floor and before Oliver could notice the whole room was cleaned.

  "That's much more better." She smirked and her scythe was gone out of nowhere. "Looks like my job is done, I'm Daisy by the way. Its a pleasure to be helping you." Oliver could feel his not itching anymore, he turned his attention to Daisy and said "Thanks, I think this room is more than enough."

 

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2017 ⏰

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